"Oh! Uh, hey Shadow. Don't mind me. Just a topless pregnant lady comin' through." Bean chuckled as she passed Shadow in the hotel hallway. It was still big titty weekend, so Bean was getting the most out of her nudity pass. "Hey, actually. Question: If your a catboy, do you like cream? Is that racist? I just ask because I have some...milk that's going to go bad before the baby comes and..."
Shadow was admiring the view for a few moments when Bean's words reached through to him, blinking a little, before putting on a pout.
"Yes, actually. That's very racist. Extremely racist. How dare you, how could you?" He said, in a mostly deadpan voice... except there was a note of sarcasm in there and a tiny smirk was tugging at the edges of his lips to let her know he was just teasing her.
"Hmm, I'm not so sure about cream, but... breast milk, huh? ... I could give it a try, it's not like you get the chance to try breast milk every day... Although I would normally want to try it 'straight from the tap', as it were~"
